sorry i love you

Chapter 13 Without you, even things in this world are specious
When Wang Lanqing mentioned her mother's memorial day seemingly unintentionally, Qingyang only felt a pain in her chest.

She smiled with difficulty: "Thank you auntie for your concern, I always remember it."

In fact, there are still three months to go, and she understands that Xu's mother doesn't care about her mother's memorial day at all, but just wants to remind her that she should stay away from Xu Nancheng, and further away.

Xu's mother also laughed. For such a shrewd person, the smile also carried a different meaning: "I know you are a smart child, and you won't let adults like us bother you."

No... Qing Yang bit her lip.It's not that it won't, it's that it can't.

Liao Yingchu came over in the afternoon to discuss the bidding.Xu Nancheng's wedding date can be changed, but Chen's bidding date is not something they can decide to change, so the whole team hastened to come up with a perfect plan.

As soon as the person came in, he used the same unscrupulous description as in the past. He looked at Qingyang, then at Xu Nancheng, and laughed loudly: "The two of you are quite in harmony with each other."

Both of them had gauze on their heads, and they were bandaged in the hospital on the same day. This tacit understanding, this fate, tsk tsk...

However, there was a silence, an unexpected silence, and the two people who had a tacit understanding looked at each other very tacitly, and then neither of them spoke. The eyes of the two people were exactly the same, but there was something he couldn't understand.

The matter was soon over. After so many years of friends and colleagues, Xu Nancheng and Liao Yingchu still have highly consistent views on some issues. The final plan still follows Tianyi's consistent high-quality style, and will not reduce costs. Go for the next best thing.I believe that the beliefs of a big company like Chen's should be the same as theirs.

After packing up her things, Qing Yang, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, "Mr. Xu, I would like to ask for leave for a while."

Xu Nancheng looked up at her, but didn't ask anything, and nodded directly: "Yes."

In fact, Qing Yang didn't know what she was going to do after asking for leave. Walking in the streets of the city, she was unexpectedly confused and unfamiliar like never before.

"Candied haws--" There was a familiar cry from the alley, Qing Yang turned her head subconsciously, and saw a man selling candied haws walking this way.

She stopped the man, picked a candied haws and took it down, paid the money, and started eating as she walked.

Recalling the past, every year when candied haws were sold, she would always drag Xu Nancheng to buy candied haws to eat.Every time after shopping, on the way home, Xu Nancheng always told her to eat it when she got home, otherwise her stomach would hurt.

But what a painful thing it is to hold it in your hand but not be able to eat it. Qing Yang sat on the back of the bicycle, holding Xu Nancheng's waist with his left hand, drooling while looking at the red hawthorn.

It shouldn't matter if you sneak a bite, right?Thinking about it, Qingyang brought the candied haws close to her mouth, and was about to bite it down, but at this moment, she heard the person in front say: "Qingyang, I can't eat it now."

The movement froze all of a sudden, and the saliva that had been brewing could only be swallowed back into the stomach. Qingyang raised his head unwillingly and looked at the back of Xu Nancheng's head. It was strange that he didn't have eyes, but how could he know that she wanted to... Steal it?

Later, once, out of curiosity, she asked a question, but saw him smiling slightly, with some brilliance in his eyes, but he just refused to say anything.

Qingyang glanced at the hawthorn on the bamboo stick inadvertently, and found a black wormhole. She suddenly lost her appetite and threw the candied haws away when she passed the trash can.

It seems that it is no longer the original taste, although it is still sour, but I always feel that there is something different.

People are not, and even things are paradoxical.

There is a pastry shop in the alley, which was remodeled on the original ancient building. A large glass is inlaid on the gray brick wall, which makes the whole shop have a special clarity.

Qingyang pushed the door open and walked in, because it was the working hours of most people, there were few people in the store, she ordered a cup of coffee, then sat quietly by the window, watching the golden leaves on the ginkgo tree falling slowly outside, It seems to be able to hear the sound of the wind.

The hot air rises from the coffee, and I put my hands on both sides of the cup, which is warm, just like that person's hand, whenever holding her, there is always a kind of heart-warming power.

A drop of liquid fell into the coffee in front of him, splashed a small splash, and quickly disappeared.

She heard the cell phone in her pocket rang suddenly, and when she picked it up, it turned out to be Mother Xu's call.On the other side of the phone, Xu's mother's voice was serious without leaving any room for negotiation: "Qingyang, spare tomorrow night, your Uncle Xu has a son of an old comrade-in-arms who wants to see you."

The chosen location was a western restaurant, and when Qing Yang entered, she immediately saw the man sitting by the window.

She walked over and asked, "Excuse me, is this Mr. Yan?"

The man turned his head and looked at her carefully, then nodded with a smile, "I am, you are Miss Su Qingyang, right? You really live up to your name."

Qingyang smiled back routinely, but didn't say much.

Maybe there is no need to say anything more, this Mr. Yan is really worthy of being a reporter, he can speak well, and he was stunned to talk about the issue of world harmony from dinner.During this period, Qingyang just kept smiling, and occasionally said "Oh, that's it", and then didn't have a chance to speak again.

For some reason, I suddenly remembered the scene when I was walking with Xu Nancheng when I was a child. She would often talk to him about the things that happened in school. Some were happy and some were angry. But he just responded lightly: "Oh, that's right."

After this sentence came out, Qing Yang was no longer in the mood to continue the conversation.Xu felt that Qingyang's mood was wrong, Xu Nancheng explained that he was thinking about what to have for dinner just now, Qingyang glanced at him lightly, with a look of anger, "Oh, that's it." Then he didn't speak again.

But he only thought that she was autistic again, and always coaxed her with delicious food at night, but he didn't know why she didn't talk.

She hates the feeling of being ignored by him. For her, he is the only person in the world she can rely on, whether she is happy or sad, he is the only person she can share with, but for him, there are always so many things in this world Can break his heart.

At that moment, Qingyang had a feeling that his shadow was everywhere in his life, and he couldn't escape even going out on a blind date.Something akin to panic gripped her throat, and she couldn't breathe.

Picking up the glass of red wine on the table, she tilted her head up and drank it down. The strong taste was in her throat and lingered for a long time, just like the faint mint smell on his body. In the past few years when he was away, she I always feel that smell is on the nose.

The only sweetness dissipated, leaving the mouth full of bitterness, and the bitterness reached the heart.

The person opposite suddenly became quiet, she felt strange, and looked at the man sitting there in surprise.

Yan Li's eyes dimmed. Disappointment is inevitable, but he didn't care too much. He just said, "Miss Su has something on her mind."

Qing Yang lowered her head slightly, as an admission.

"Has Miss Su ever liked anyone?"

Qing Yang hesitated for a moment, but nodded.

"Then why did they separate?" The reporter's speech was inevitably a bit direct, but Yan Li suddenly realized this after finishing speaking, and added: "I just think Miss Su is a person with a story, just curious, if Miss Su If you don’t want to say it, forget it.”

Yan Li's eyes are very sincere, so sincere that Qing Yang can't refuse.After hesitating, she said, "Because..."

"Su Qingyang!"

Before she could say anything, Qingyang heard a familiar voice calling her behind her. The voice was filled with surprise and doubt. She turned her head and saw Chen Anliang standing there looking in her direction , Behind is a group of people who don't know the truth.

He turned his head and said something to a person, and then those people followed the waiter upstairs.Chen Anliang walked towards her slowly, such an outstanding person, standing there is a scenery, quickly attracted the attention of the people in the restaurant to him, and even Qing Yang felt the many emotions gaze.

"What are you doing here?" It was Chen Anliang who spoke first. He looked at Qingyang, then looked at the person opposite her, and asked suspiciously.

"Dinning with friends." Qing Yang casually mentioned it, but she clearly understood in her heart that if Chen Anliang knew that she was here for a blind date, she would probably eat her heart.

"Friend?" Chen Anliang was even more puzzled. Her life had always been very monotonous. He had known her for so many years, but he had never heard of when she had such a friend.

"Yeah, let me introduce you, this is Yan..." She stood up and wanted to introduce the person opposite, but suddenly got stuck.Damn it, she forgot his name!

Yan Li quickly understood the meaning of her pause, and said naturally, "My name is Yan Li, and I'm a reporter. Nice to meet you, Mr. Chen." He stretched out his hand in a normal and friendly gesture.After so many years in the finance and economics section, he must be able to recognize such influential figures as Mr. Chen at a glance. The only thing that is difficult to understand is that this Miss Su seems to have some special relationship with him.

Chen Anliang also stretched out his hand, nodded politely, and when he turned his head to look at Qing Yang, his brows frowned even tighter.

Not allowing Qingyang to think too much, he directly grabbed her arm and dragged her out.There were so many people watching in the restaurant, he couldn't guarantee that if she said the two words he guessed, he would flip the table on the spot.

As soon as Fang stepped out of the restaurant, he felt the biting cold wind blowing towards him. He walked in such a hurry that Qingyang had no chance to put on his coat. He sneezed three times in a row, thinking about which pharmacy to buy for a cold on the way home later. While taking the medicine, she was suddenly wrapped in someone's arms.

Being caught off guard by the warmth, Qingyang's eyes became hot, and tears fell, one drop, two drops, and soon became a series, and she was no longer under control, she buried herself on his chest and began to cry loudly.

It was never wronged or sad, just because the person next to her left, no matter how wronged or sad she was, no one would care. She told herself not to cry, not to cry, crying would only make it more miserable, but she forbeared so much The tears that lasted for a long time seemed to find a gap in this warmth, and poured out unscrupulously.

"Did I recruit you or provoke you in my last life, you are so lingering! I am afraid of you, okay, I avoid you and avoid you, but why are you dangling in front of me even when I come out for a blind date? Said After all, I was not forced to go on a blind date by you, so why do you rely on it?"

She screamed desperately, the warmth was too tempting, the last bit of defense she had left suddenly collapsed, and she spoke out through the words suppressed in her heart by the strength of alcohol.

is she drunkshe does not know.If she was drunk, how could she know so clearly that she said something she shouldn't have said?If she was not drunk, how could she allow these words to be spoken by herself?

She pushed away the person beside her suddenly, staggered back a few steps, then squatted down, buried her head in her knees, trying to calm herself down.

She shrank and trembled, and the panic that hit her heart made her hug herself tightly.

Chen Anliang watched her complete this series of movements, and couldn't help clenching her hands into fists.He stared at Qing Yang who was shrinking there, but the appearance of her just now appeared in his mind.

She has always been indifferent in front of him, with a bit of aristocratic reserve, a smile has the power to keep people away from thousands of miles away, but just now, what was she doing?
He looked at her with tears on her face, distressed but helpless, she just looked at him like that, but he just knew that she was talking to another person.

The wind was blowing past, rolling up together with the astringency in his heart, he slowly approached her, took off his coat and put it on her shoulders.

She was still burying her head, but she could no longer hear the cry.He put his hands on her shoulders and could clearly feel the rise and fall of her shoulders.

Bending slightly, Chen Anliang whispered in her ear lightly but very seriously: "Qingyang, I want to help you."

(End of this chapter)